When we were young, we were overwhelmed by the number of people around us, but how few there really were. Spread near us, their confines established, except for the distant visiting relatives and cousins.
The time we spent together, the sheer quantity.
Now that we are old, there are too many people and all the time we have is not really ours. That quantum of time will never return for us. We won't speak of it because that which cannot be regained can only make us sadder, and crack that thickening crust of time that's become our own skin.
We've changed in the time apart. We've become strangers.
The time we spent together, the sheer quantity.
Now that we are old, there are too many people and all the time we have is not really ours. That quantum of time will never return for us. We won't speak of it because that which cannot be regained can only make us sadder, and crack that thickening crust of time that's become our own skin.
We've changed in the time apart. We've become strangers.
3 comments:
nice. i was thinking of the exact same thing very recently. ive moved base away from my family very recently. wondering how the distance will impact our relationship.
it will. quantum matters.
have been living absolutely alone for four years now. it's tough. but on the upside, you get a lot of time for yourself.
i would have never started writing if i hadn't gotten this time.
all the time we have is not really ours.
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